Kill Me, Heal Me

Levi left, and left a word "conduct yourself well" when he left. The disgust and contempt in his eyes could be told by blind people. The original joy of meeting old friend had been diluted by reality. He would not tell Nathan about the thing that he met Belle in Underground City, nor would he let him know that the baby princess that he held in his palms since he was a child had become abominable.

Sending him away, Belle breathed a sigh of relief. She clenched her hands tightly, and her heart had sank into the depths of the sea.

That would be fine

She watched Levi leave and was grateful to this person who tried to help her for the first time. Even if he was disappointed, he never sneered at her.

Belle turned around to go back as a shadow sprang out from the corner of the wall. The next moment, she was dragged over roughly by the man by the arm. She stumbled forward, raised her eyes at once and saw it was Ethan who was in front of her. She stopped herself from falling down. Ethan dragged her to the bathroom, and roughly shoved her in. Then she fell.

Ethan grabbed her chin with one hand and forced her to open her eyes wide. His angular face magnified in front of her, "Had a great chat with him?"

His low voice passed into her ears. Belle shivered all over, and Ethan continued, “It turns out that you and the Song Group’s young master have such a good relationship. I underestimated you. Since he values you so much, why didn’t you leave with him?"

"Um... you overheard us." She was not asking but affirming.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, "You tell me? I asked you, Levi was willing to take you away. Why didn’t you want to leave with him? You really like Underground City?"

Belle looked at his cold and sullen face. What a familiar face. It was so familiar that she could trace his appearance in her brain with her eyes closed. Once, she was crazy for this face, and could turn into a flying moth and darted into the fire for him. But at this time, he was close at hand, and reachable. She avoided him as if he was a viper and was anxious to get his figure out of her mind like mad.

made herself look humbler, "Mr. Mo, what will it take for you to let me go??"

with him, but will

with a fire-eating look, "Is that why

confirmed his guess, "Mr. Song is a good person. I don’t want to get him into trouble."

that her brain hadn’t broken yet. She knew that she would bring bad luck to those who cared about her. A vicious woman who was almost unable to protect herself still had the energy to worry about other men. It seemed that he didn’t teach her enough lessons!

furious and his rough movement almost break Belle’s bones apart. He dragged her directly to the original private room No. 088, kicked the door open and pushed her in. Everyone in the private room was taken aback by the scene. Then Ethan walked in, and his voice was cold, "Today, you can play whatever you want. If she dies,

time to care about the pain and looked at him in shock. Her face

However, Ethan brought her over. Suddenly he was delighted and said, "Ethan,

Distressed?

dead or alive. But if she could live in hell, he would feel

stay in the private room anymore, and hurried away after glancing at her in a condescending manner. The view of his determined back

Belle's most unforgettable night

monster, but would use all methods that could be imagined to humiliate an ugly monster who would not resist, and appreciate her humble and

and no one would care about her. No one would know how did it feel to be trampled under feet like an ant.

room No. 088 finally left. Belle staggered up from the ground, and wiped the blood left on her

visible. Her face was stained with blood and alcohol, in addition, there was a little bit of colorful paint on her face, which was left

the fire. Mr. Lin’s cigarette burned these holes. His cigarette butt burned right through the fabric to her skin, and even some of her hair had been burned off, which made her hair

hot water. The pain made her take cold breaths in a row, and she almost passed out several

she finally survived. they did not want to kill

teeth, climbed over, and picked up the money on the marble floor one by one. The red money seemed to be stained with blood. Every time she picked up one, her